it's nice to reconnect

it's nice to see someone familiar ... someone to remind you of who you were.


...

i remember the time when i was always there to back you up. you were always in trouble, you always feel bad, and i thought to myself ... should i hate you for dragging me into this whole mess?

maybe i should ... maybe if i would people would understand why. ...

i admit, sometimes when i think and i think hard, i wonder why'd you ever become my friend?
some say that our friendship is like a one way street ... and for some stupid reason i let it sink in my head.

but when i see you smile and laugh it makes it worth all the the trouble we've gone through because you are my friend. ... and i'll never get tired of it.

i thought as long as you need me i will be there ... i almost forgot that sometimes i need me to.
i forgot that sometimes i need you too ... i was so blinded by the idea of being some sor of your protector ... i forgot what being friends really meant ... it's doing things WITH them and not FOR them. ... i began to think that you're just there when you need me but you never returned the favor ... what i didn't understand back then is that i tried to act so cool as if i didn't need a hand. i mistook what you're trying to do as your way of abandoning me ...

you were trying to let me keep my strong facade in front of you. ... all those times you knew that i wanted to protect you ... and you allowed me to do just that ... all those times you tried to protect my ego by letting me protect you ... and i appreciate that.

... now seeing you after two long years ... it proves to me how strong our friendship was. ... i thought you were getting tired of me. getting tired of a friend trying to act so cool.


it's really nice seeing you after all those years ...

thanks for reminding me about the old days for reminding me how awful yet cool i was before ... and thanks for keeping me now as me ...